Lyrics:
Killed his only big brother and we lost him
So I'mma hold it down 'til we all win
We've been at the clear port ballin'
I just want to see my niggas
We make the club jump every time we walk in this bitch
Yea, we shining. You can tell my niggas is rich
Rozay and Patron at my throne, women at my
gonna help you when
He stuck in the pen lifes full of choices
You can choose a better life
Start by choosing the telly
We meeting there tonight
I talk
jail, paid his bail and got him bussed up
Villa by the water, barber givin' me a touch-up
With the hand I'ma stand, carbon drum up on a come up
Big
center
At the Knick game, big chain and all my splender
Next to spike and the pen left to write
I own Madison Square, catch me at the fight
But damn
I'm heading for that big 50 - ain't no other way I can go
You know I'm losing some of my good looks
Gotta get me some glasses now even to read my
lame nigga touch on you Come let a rich nigga fuck on you
Big booty bitches to the floor Now dance on your friend like a hoe
Big booty bitches
bitch"-
I'm like I'm fuckin her right now
Got ya bitch tip-toein' on my marble floors
Red bottoms only for the centerfolds
Big bodies I got 10 of those
it's woodstock
She said give me chance but I could not
I can tie it, but I'm bringing home I got big knots
Maison margiela bitch my kick rocks
Spent it
since way back, back, back
Me and Lil' Rich we've been ballin' since National Mory
I treat the cash like it's garbage
The greener the grass in
State
Call me T.O.O., if you say $hort
I'ma rap my ass off till you give me some more
Big bank, now just make me rich
Bitch bitch bitch bitch make me
I'm a soul taker, fuck the law makers
'Cause I'm a case catcher, my lawyer get big extra
Yeah, I'm a ho snatcher, but if that ho ratchet
I'ma Joe
facilities
All those clubs so famous and rich
Stick the disabled by the side of the pitch
Exposed to snow and wind and rain
With a limited view of the game
You see (uh)
On this here stage tonight is something legendary (yeah)
He goes by the name of The Creator (crazy, ayo)
But you, you call him Tyler
of our daily routine
Distraction from taking action
Full of synthetic satisfaction by dopamine hits
From swipe, likes, and captions
Comparison is
jewelry customized by my artist
Six months locked, got a head start bitch
I was nigga rich befo' I ever got a rap check
Yellow Corvette same color Moet
Lifestyles of the rich and famous
(What you laughin' at?)
Well, I'm rich and famous
It's just better, like, it's just like
Know what I'm sayin'?
This for the ones
(Never had none and never been bought)
Live by the gun
(Die by the gun, rifle sun)
Grind for the Ghost
(World for my girl,
no mileage
Top off like Wallace
And I'm hella smoke, bitch know that
Filthy rich before rap
Your new deal, I throw that
Three beans I'm on that
Yeah, yeah
I don't need shit I knew one day I'ma be big
Just a lil' fucker, I was puffin' on my e-cig Peep this
suck my dick, get on your knees Bitch
As we go through life, one of the big questions about
Things we purchase is- is, what the value of it is
Is it really worth it?
I used to be
Momma, I don't never want to see you struggle
Tired of seeing me bump heads with my big brother
Momma, that's big bruh you ain't got to worry
deck
Vvs on my neck
Ice ice
Big shits
Rich nigger coup
Big shit
Rich nigher coup
Big shit
Flexing Diamond boys
Big shit
Flexing diamond boys
Written by
the g's
'N' taught by the bosses howda stack that cheese
You got rich 'n' g shits still a part of you
'cause breakin' old habits so hard to do
You
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